Book of Rusame

Cry Baby

So sorry for the hitaus, but now I will start continuing the active chapters! You'll have the quicker requests filled. First one off is xXFallenHeroXx. Here you go! Hope I did it right!

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"Hey Iggy Brows what is this spell potion thing supposed to do?" America questioned. England's face expression turned annoyed but then 'tsk'ed America. America currently laid down on a flat stone table, confused on what he was doing here in the first place.

"You'll see America, you'll see soon and don't call me 'Iggy Brows' America." England sighed in annoyance and continued to mixed around a type of powder in a cauldron. After a while the mysterious mixture started to glow bright purple, and England grinned happily.
"Ok it's finished, now America all you have to do is drink this." He announced giving the small cup of glowing potion towards America. America gave a confused look at the unknown drink.
America grabbed the cup and gave one more hesitant look then took a small sip.

America eyes widened as smoke surrounded him, the smoke grew thicker then dissipated to reveal a small child looking about the age of 3 or 4.
The small child cover in overgrown clothes picked his head out of the clothes and started to weep.
England's eyes also widened by the reaction of his potion. Looking down at the child, "Oh dear don't cry America, looks it's your big brother!" The child sniffed and looked wide eyed England. England crouched down looking at little America.

America stood up on his tiny legs and still a bit teary eyed looked around. Taking in the surroundings of the basement, he started to cry once again. England went to go and comfort America till the door bell rang.

"Bloody hell, what peachy timing." He said sacasically looked at America weeping on the floor and worried a bit. "Come on America we have a guest apparently."

England wrapped the still silently crying America in the large t-shirt then picked him up. He walked up the steps with America sniffling onto his shoulder. The door bell rang again.

"I'm coming!" England hurried over to the door and opened it showing Russia.
"O-Oh Russia what a p-pleasent surprise, what may I help you with?" England said startled a bit.
"Privet, I was pasting by, who would that little child be on your shoulder?" Russia asked.
"W-Well he is....um...h-he-" While England was trying to create an excuse, America looked at Russia with a strong sense of yearning. America wrestled to get out of England's arms. He stretched his arms out towards Russia, his tiny hands reaching for him.
"He seems to take a liking to you Russia." England wheezed out trying to keep America from falling.
Russia pulled America out of England's arms, "I can see that, I will take him off hands."
America arms latched onto Russia, and looking up at him with big clear blue eyes.
"Ah yes thank you for the offer but I think he is fine with me." England tried to pull America off but he whined and held closer onto Russia's. 'I can't allow America to go with Russia when he is like this who knows when the potion will wear off.' He thought.

"Um Russia would you like to stay for tea?" He cringed at the thought of having to ask Russia this. Russia torn his gaze away from America and replied "Da".

"Excellent why don't you um..make yourself comfortable and I'll make us some tea." England forced a smile and went into the kitchen.

Russia looked down at America who was playing with his scarf. He chuckled, and tried to place America on the floor but his grip was to strong on his scarf. Russia smiled and took off his scarf and wrapped it around America.

America giggled and played with the scarf around him, but while getting up the scarf caught on his leg and fell. His eyes welled up in his eyes and looked at Russia bawling. Russia's smile faltered a bit and he picked up America, scarf falling off him, hugging him gently. America stopped crying and hugged Russia back. Smoke enveloped around America as he grew back into his former self still hugging Russia.

England ran out of the kitchen, "I heard crying is he-and he's back again." America opened his eyes and jumped back.

America's face turned red as he looked at the current state he was in. Just was hugging THE RUSSIA, and now is only wearing a shirt (and yes did I say only). England sighed and said "Here's your clothes America, I guess my potion wasn't a complete failure." America grabbed his clothes and raced to the nearest empty room completely embarrassed by what just happened.

Russia chuckled and grabbed his scarf off the floor and wrapped it back around his neck. England leaned against the wall and looked at Russia, "You knew it was America didn't you?"

"Nyet, not at first, but it did not take long to find out it was him." Russia explained. America slowly walked into the living room, his face staring at his feet and face red as a tomato. Russia walked towards America and exclaimed, "This was fun, let's do that again sometime," Russia's finger lifted up America's blushing face meet his, "My little Amerika."

Russia smiled at him and then walked out, leaving a blushing speechless America and an annoyed England.